hello again.

If you couldn't tell from my almost-one-month hiatus, this hasn't been the easiest quarter I've ever had at UCLA. Surprisingly though, I haven't had my once-a-quarter mental breakdown yet and since it's already the end of 10th week, I'll take that as a good sign. Honestly, though, I'm just crazy thankful that the Lord has sustained me through this quarter. I have so much to be thankful for, so many opportunities that I've been given, so many lovely, encouraging people in my life, how could I complain?

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Yesterday in Health Psych, we learned about Type A Behavior Patterns and what that entails. Being at UCLA, when the teacher asked how many people have been accused of being Type A sometime in their life, more than half the class raised their hand.

I didn't.

Is that something to be proud of? Eh, not necessarily.

Does it make me laugh a little at myself on the inside? Yeah.

I love Type A people. They get things done, they inspire me to do better, they are amazing to watch in action. Would I want to be one?... No thanks.

Don't get me wrong. That doesn't mean I'm not going to go after what I want or try my hardest to do my best. But while I'm competitive, my world is not going to end if I get second place if that was the best that I could do. Will I try harder next time? Yes. Will I beat myself up for it this time? No.

This quarter has been hectic and crazy and pure madness, but it's made me realize just how thankful I am to be me. There really is no way I would have gotten through this quarter mentally intact if I had a Type A personality. Things unexpectedly go wrong, assignments are sometimes handed out and due all at the same times, complications with projects arise. There are times when it's better to simply sigh and start to fix the problem than it is to worry and freak out about it so much that it makes you physically ill.

Type A people worry me. It just doesn't seem healthy to be so perfect all the time. Life is learning from your mistakes and if you do your best to never make any... I don't know. To each their own, I suppose.

My point is simply this.

When you look back at your life fifteen years from now, what you'll remember best are the crazy, laugh-until-your-tummy-hurts, adventure-cause-you-can moments. Yes, you might also remember that one ten-thousand page research paper that made you want to cry, but the A that you got on it still won't make you smile with fond remembrance like that one time you hung out with your friends and played board games until 2am.

Enjoy life. Do your best, yes, but also know that school isn't everything. Sometimes it's just the college experience and the friends you've made that are the important things to have.

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Did that make any sense?

My average number of hours of sleep per night this quarter is around three, so excuse me if that was a bit ramble-y.

I'll try better next time. :)